Copywriting one:
For many summers in the past, Jiang Sheng liked to wear green short-sleeved shirts and walk through the alleys.
There are old trees at the entrance of the alley, and their dense green shade blocks the scorching sun. Elderly people sit together under the trees, taking a nap, chatting and playing mahjong.
Jiang Sheng would not disturb them. She would slip into the gap between rooms and go to the house with a beautiful courtyard.
In the afternoon, with the noisy and long chirping of cicadas and the lazy and dull halo, the young man wearing a white vest stood in front of the door, waiting for her. Jiang Sheng still vividly remembers his thick black hair and amber brown eyes.
Copywriting two:
Jiang Sheng used to feel like a person without roots, a duckweed blown by the wind, uncertain and helpless.
But Xu Zhao let her know that was not the case. In Xu Zhao's silent gaze, Jiang Sheng was not a duckweed, she was a weed that could not be burned.
Xu Zhao kept looking at Jiang Sheng. He had seen her when she was naughty and unruly, bright and flamboyant, and silent and gloomy. She said that she was uncertain and easily influenced by the environment. Even she herself could not tell what kind of person she was.
Xu Zhao thought that no matter what Jiang Sheng looked like on the surface, he was actually the same Jiang Sheng who was holding his shoulder and smiling brightly.
Healing and Growth Romance (he)
Childhood Sweethearts/Long Streets/Midsummer Hot Wind/
Intention: Grow up bravely and rush to youth